THE DANCING YEARS
They had nothing to offer each other
But themselves.
Neither of them much of a scholar,
Both full of love, however, and dreams
That would last a lifetime.
They loved to dance,
Loved to sing,
Loved to drink one too many,
Then dance complicated dances
Without falling over.
Everyone said it couldn’t last.
Years later, it turned out
They were a perfect match,
Still smiling at each other
First thing in the morning.
© 2021 Gwen Grant
Poems by Gwen Grant 
Awwhh, such a touching and tender verse!! Wonderful.
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Sweet and lovely, Gwen.
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You’re very kind. Thank you so much. And we have sunshine.
Gwen.
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So kind of you. Glad you liked it.
Gwen.
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Not at all, you are very welcome!! Glad to hear that you have sunshine – we have the same here too 🙂
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